Seeing Red

Snippet: Gabe talking to Felicity about his father.
“I’m not sure how, but I have more gray in my hair than he has in his.” He threaded his fingers through the hair at his temples.
“I think men with gray look distinguished.”
“Is that a kind way of saying old?”
Felicity laughed. “No. There’s something innately sexy about a man with just a hint of gray.”
“Really,” Gabe said with a lift of one eyebrow, his voice husky.
“Oh yes,” she breathed.
Their eyes caught and held. A hint of desire blazed in his and she knew hers held more than a suggestion.
“Good to know.”